When I awoke I visualized your face,
your smile so vibrant, and your eyes so bright,
the way you looked when held in my embrace,
in tender dreams I had of you last night.
I often think of you throughout the day,
and wonder if, perchance, you think of me,
sweet recollections in your mind replay,
of when I pledged my love so faithfully.
If I should live another forty years,
the brilliance of our love will never fade,
sweet thoughts of you that to my heart endears,
will gladden me and all my life pervade.
Still, I would know a joy beyond compare,
If each day of your life, with me, you’d share.
Louis W. Rose
January 25, 1993
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